Tales from the ER

I posted this awhile ago on myspace, but thought I'd share it here. I have some great stories from work and will be sharing them periodically. Enjoy...

So last night I worked...it was Super Bowl Sunday which in the ER means it will be slow during the game but busy afterwards when all the drunks come out to play. Well it wasn't. It was crazy busy all damn night. So I was wondering why people are so stupid. And what makes them think their stupid behavior is ok. I had a patient who had too much to drink and so decided to call 911. She came in screaming and yelling that she didn't want to be there. Hellooo you called 911 not me, now you can't leave and we're both miserable. But that doesn't mean you get to spit at me when I call security and tie you down, or call me a whore and cu**. And then we had another patient, who was also drunk, who, literally, chewed through her IV tubing and climb out of bed while still attached to blood pressure cuff which was attached to the wall and lay on the floor yelling "they're trying to kill me" while we tried to drag her back to her bed. Oh did I mention she had shit her pants and literally had poop covering her from crotch to shoulders. Yeah she did. As did 2 other patients at that time. Needless to say the ER was a smelly place. When I drove home in the morning, I had that stinky smell stuck in my nose. So now I am exhausted. I've been spit upon, almost bitten and had to clean stanky shit off the drunk who tried to bite me. I've been called a cu** and a whore and told I'd better watch out when I walk to my car in the morning cuz I'm gonna get my ass kicked. And I get to go back tonight and do it all over again...Some one tell me why I chose this profession...